Extraordinary Mechanical City

Ren didn't have any idea about the army commander's rebellion. That was something that the top nobles should worry about, and he was just a little guy who just listened to it.

But when he noticed the abnormal sudden drop in the surrounding temperature, he knew that things might not be good.

This scene once appeared when Big Boss Ymir frightened the group of wolf men.

Ren faintly felt that something serious might have happened, and turned his head to glance at the big guy beside him.

If not, her face was frosty.

Those green pupils were as cold as a knife cut.

During the past few days of getting along, he also knew that this big guy who always had a calm expression on his face would never frown even if the mountains fell apart.

But looking at her solemn expression now, the matter may be more complicated than what she heard.

Ren felt that she must have known [Storm General] Baron Askpa.

Or maybe, her real identity is the daughter of General Baron?

Paul didn't know the source of the chill that gave him inexplicable goosebumps. He shivered and gathered the collar of his cashmere coat, looked up at the sky, and complained: Damn it looks like a blizzard is coming.

After a pause, he looked at Ren again and asked, Mr. Doctor, the train is about to leave. Have you considered it?

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Now there is obviously no other choice but to take this train.

Ren pursed his lips and didn't respond in a hurry, but turned his head and glanced at the big guy beside him.

Ymir didn't seem to care about taking a car at all, but after thinking about it, he asked Paul a very strange question, Do you have a communication station in your car?

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Paul was puzzled by the question.

But he instinctively added: However. The usage fee is very expensive.

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Hearing this, Ymir didn't say any more, and stepped into the carriage decisively.

Ren roughly guessed some of her thoughts and followed.

Paul followed up suspiciously and closed the car door.

The cold wind outside the car was cut off in an instant, and the temperature in the car was too warm.

Ymir asked about the communication station again.

The train operator thought he had heard it wrong, so he repeated the question: Uh, you mean to say that you want to use the communication station on the train?

Ymir: Yes.

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Paul suddenly couldn't understand the identities of Ryan and Ren, mainly because Ymir's aura was too strong, even though she was dressed in ordinary attire, she still had the undoubted dominance of a superior person.

He couldn't help using the honorific: You should know that communication equipment is very expensive to use. Even an acquaintance of the chamber of commerce needs ten gold crowns to use it once!

The rapid wireless communication in this world is still in its infancy. Because of the fog barrier, long-distance communication still needs to establish a large number of signal base stations and artificial transfer stations. The equipment is huge and backward, and the communication fee is extremely high.

As it happens, there is one on the train of a large chamber of commerce such as the Thorn Bird Chamber of Commerce.

Ten gold crowns, that is, one hundred thousand lisos.

This is definitely a very high price. In a word, it is equivalent to the living expenses of an ordinary family for a year. It is an absolute luxury.

When Ymir heard this, he turned his head and asked Ren who was behind him: Do you have any money? Lend me a hundred gold kroner.

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Ymir asked to borrow money, which made Ryan feel like Bill Gates borrowed five dollars from you, so he agreed casually.

And Paul, the steward at the side, was completely confused when he heard the conversation between the two.

What kind of family are these two guys, and they just borrowed a hundred gold kroner?

Listening to this indifferent tone, it seems that this is not a loan of one million lisuo, but a hundred copper coins? !

I thought this young doctor was the person in charge, but it turned out that this indifferent lady was the one who spoke.

And looking at the posture, it seems that a noble lady is traveling with a butler.

But it doesn't look like the outfit!

But this mouth is one hundred gold kroner, is it too rich to be a wild hunter?

But if you are an aristocrat, if you don't stay in the city to enjoy the blessings, who is full and has nothing to do and walks in the wilderness?

Could it be the noble lady who eloped with her personal doctor?

Well, that's probably the only possibility.

At this moment, Paul, who replenished his brain by himself, looked at the two of Ryan with strange eyes.

Woo. Woo. Woo.

The roar of the steam boiler sounded, and the train moved forward slowly, getting into the fog of the wasteland.

Because of the war, more than 30 carriages were crowded with people, and the air was stale.

Sometimes Ren felt that it was not always good to have too sensitive a nose.

There was sweat, tobacco, food, excrement and a sweet smell.

As a pharmacist, Ryan can now also distinguish the strawberry smell in the carriage, called Blue Dreamland, which is an inferior hallucinogen that can make people feel spiritually happy. It is a by-product of refining narcotics and is popular among hooligans and gangsters.

And these flavors in the compartment are mixed together, it's absolutely amazing!

Ren gave Paul a tip of two silver coins, and asked him to lead them directly through the ordinary carriages and into the business district in front of the train.

After paying the money, Ymir entered the communication room alone.

Not long after, she came out.

All the one hundred gold coins Rennes gave her went into the radio operator's pocket.

It costs ten kronor to send a message, so no wonder you have to borrow one hundred.

Originally, Paul planned to find a doctor for the several civilian cars he managed, so that those sick passengers would not die during the long-distance migration, or infect the virus to other people in the car.

He originally thought that Ren was a wilderness hunting doctor who had to walk in the wilderness because of poverty, but he didn't expect that this shot was a big telegram of one hundred gold kroner, which slapped him in the face.

No, after picking up two suspected aristocrats into the car, Paul no longer dared to neglect, respectfully like a servant.

The class hierarchy in this world is obvious, the nobles are really superior!

After waiting for Ymir to finish sending the telegram, he also came over and reported: Honorable Sir and Miss, I just went to ask for you two. A gentleman in the middle compartment is willing to vacate a single room. It's spacious, but that's the best position I can get, and only needs two gold crowns.

Ren didn't speak because he felt that he could be anywhere.

Look at the roof of this train is full of people, it would be good if the heels can land on the ground, what kind of bicycle can you ask for.

Instead, he felt that two gold crowns for a seat was a bit expensive. Although he got rich twice, the money is not such a waste.

When looking for a single room, it is natural to take care of the feelings of the boss Ymir around him.

After a pause, Paul saw that the two of them were silent, thinking that they were not satisfied, and explained anxiously: You know, the nobles in the head compartment are not short of money. There is probably no place there.

Before Paul finished speaking, Ymir nodded: Yes.

Seeing the boss make a decision, Ren also echoed: Mr. Paul, take us there.

As he spoke, he gave two kroner and a tip of ten silver nars.

Paul took the money and smiled, Okay, you two come with me.

It's easy to do things with money.

Ren also experienced the pleasure of spending money on convenience. They paid nearly ten times the price for a train ticket that cost one or two thousand lisos.

However, compared to Ymir who sent ten telegrams for one hundred gold kronor, Ren felt that he was still an idiot.

The middle compartment of the train is a single room with metal partitions, a bit like the hard sleeper in the previous life.

The room Paul found for the two was a bit cramped as he said.

The entire partition is less than two meters wide, and there is only a one-meter bed, and a passage that can only be passed sideways. There are no windows for safety, only a fist-sized air vent, cramped like an iron box of canned sardines.

But Ren felt quite satisfied. At least it was still a separate room, which was much better than the crowded conditions of ordinary carriages before.

Boss Ymir didn't say anything, just walked in, and he naturally followed in.

Paul gave the two of them an ambiguous smile, and said, You two have a good rest. If you need anything, you can come to me directly. I can generally help you a little with things on the train.

After finishing speaking, he closed the door, and the noise in the corridor of the carriage was immediately cut off.

Ymir didn't speak, and after entering the room, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate.

Ren took it for granted, put down the package, took off the gas mask, and began to meditate.

The two have been together day and night for the past few days, and they have probably figured out each other's temperament, and they have long been accustomed to this silent way of getting along.

Ren knew that she was probably in a bad mood, but he didn't show his courtesy, and he didn't ask her what the telegram just sent.

Just hang out with the big guys and be a tool man with peace of mind.

And on the other hand.

Just after Ren and the others got on the train, several gangsters on the train also took a reward portrait and began to search for people one by one in each compartment.

Hey, what do you think is the origin of this guy who was offered a reward? Someone actually offered 100 million on the black market to find him?

Who knows, probably a certain nobleman was cuckolded, so he got so angry that he wanted to offer a reward to hunt down the adulterer? Otherwise, whoever has more spare money will issue a warrant on the black market. He is really a criminal, so the official arrest will be fine.

If we can run into each other, we'll be lucky! Tsk tsk, this is a reward of 100 million lisos. If I get the money, I will guarantee to spend a year in the best tavern in the city and find the best one. Girl, drink the best wine.

I really can't tell! Now the news has spread, and the underworld all over the country are looking for him. That guy will definitely not be able to go to the main city, so he can only flee everywhere. Maybe he is on this train.

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While chatting, a few bastards brutally forced every passenger in the compartment to take off their face coverings for comparison and inspection.

If Ren was here, he would definitely be in pain.

Because, he could recognize at a glance that the portraits in the hands of these gangsters were exactly the same as his own face!

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